Liuli smiled in relief and said, "Wouldn't it have been nice if you had just been so forthright earlier? I've wasted so much time and effort! When will you transfer the 10 million to me?"

"Give me your card number and I'll transfer it to you the day after tomorrow!" Meng Yuanxue said coldly.

Liuli grinned and said in an exaggerated tone: "Okay! Then I'll go first. I wish you a happy wedding!" After that, she walked out briskly.

As soon as Liuli left, Meng Yuanxue ordered the maid beside her: "You go out first, I want to be alone!"

The maid respectfully left the room.

Meng Yuanxue felt her heart choke up at the thought. She called Meng Wei and before he could speak, she said, "Liuli is not dead!"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then he said, "Don't worry, Miss. I will definitely get it done this time!"

Meng Yuanxue said, "Be more efficient this time and don't let anyone know it was me!"

"Yes!" Meng Wei replied.

Meng Yuanxue hung up the phone, thought for a moment, and then called Meng Wei again, saying, "Don't do anything for now. Check Liuli's background!"

"Yes!" Meng Wei replied mechanically again.

Meng Yuanxue hung up the phone again, and her heart calmed down a little. She seemed to have underestimated Liuli. This time she had to find out everything clearly before taking action to ensure that there would be no mistakes. But... what about the 10 million?

Meng Yuanxue got out of bed and opened the safe. It was not that she couldn't take out 10 million, but she had no other income except the pocket money given by her family. 10 million was really not a small amount for her. Without it, she was afraid that she would be stretched to the limit.

Meng Yuanxue thought for a moment and called Ou Jingyao again.

Ou Jingyao was flattered when he answered the phone, and said in a very gentle tone: "Xiaoxue, what's wrong?"

Hearing this affectionate name, Meng Yuanxue frowned in disgust and said in a very bad tone: "I need 10 million!"

Ou Jingyao had plenty of money, so he said happily, "Give me your card number and I'll transfer 20 million to you first. If it's not enough, ask me for more!"

"Didn't you hear? I only want ten million, ten million!" Meng Yuanxue couldn't suppress the disgust in his heart and yelled.

After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, Ou Jingyao replied, "Okay!"

After hanging up the phone, Meng Yuanxue quickly threw the phone aside, as if it contained a plague virus, with a look of disgust on her face, as if her eyes would rot if she looked at it for even a second longer.

Lan Ziye returned to the ballroom dance center on Nanwang Street. Wu Xuzi quickly came to greet him and said, "Twelve Young Master, you've returned just in time. Someone's looking for you, and I was wondering whether I should call you!"

"Looking for me?" Lan Ziye was puzzled. He looked up and saw a woman with simple clothes, slim figure, pretty and quiet face walking out of the ballroom dance center.

"Who are you?" Lan Ziye asked in confusion.

"Twelfth Young Master, didn't we agree that I would come to you after I took care of my own affairs?" the woman said with a smile.

Lan Ziye narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, then said in astonishment, "Are you... a fish demon?"

The fish demon was very happy and nodded, saying, "Yes, this is my original appearance!"

Lan Ziye laughed: "I didn't expect you to be so pretty in your true appearance!" Aren't demons generally alluring?

"Appearance is determined by the mind. When we practice to transform into human form, the form we will take will be determined by our state of mind! Maybe it's because my mind is relatively indifferent!" The fish demon laughed.